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- Henry Morris.
In his stupor of agony, Henry distinctly heard someone call his name. It wasn’t the Saint or Arthus; it was some unfamiliar entity. But oddly enough, just the sound of this voice brought Henry an immense sense of peace.
‘This is…?’
His entire body felt warm as though he had stepped into a pleasant hot spring. A comforting energy enveloped Henry, relaxing him and making him forget his pain. After some time, he slowly opened his eyes as he got used to the warmth that enveloped him. He felt like he was waking up from a deep sleep.
But when Henry finally opened his eyes, he didn’t see Arthus nor the Saint. In fact, his surroundings were nothing like Lizark Hill. Instead, he found himself in an entirely white landscape, a blank canvas.
He sat up and looked around, only to hear his name called again.
- Henry Morris.
He heard the voice more clearly this time, not echoing like before. He turned toward its direction and saw a mysterious young woman in a luxurious robe, adorned with gold embroidery on...
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